HighwayStar

You guys ready to rock? Are you fuckin' ready to rock? Here's a song we all grew up on Joe, Chad, Mike, myself, sittin' around Radio on, listening to this fuckin' song Screaming, "I wanna do that!" Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car, I'm gonna break the speed of sound Oh, it's a killing machine She got everything Like a driving power, big fat tires and everything I love it, I need it, I feed it Yeah, like a hurricane All right, hold tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my girl, I'm gonna keep her till the end Nobody gonna have my girl, stays close on every bend Ooh, she's a killing machine She got everything Yeah, like a moving mouth, body control and everything I love her, I need her, I seed her Oh yeah, she turns me on All right, hold tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my head, I got speed inside my brain Nobody gonna steal my head now I'm on the road again Oh, I'm in heaven again I got everything Yeah, like a moving ground, open road and everything I love it, I need it, I feed it Eight cylinders, all mine All right, hold tight I'm a highway star (Joe Satriani!) Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car, I'm gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Yeah, like a driving power, big fat tires and everything I love it, I need it, I bleed it Yeah, like a hurricane All right, hold tight I'm a highway star I'm a highway star I'm a highway star